Reflections..
my reflection in your eyes, reality without lies, yet each time, part of me dies. Linked with OctPoWriMo (Day 14, Reflection In Your Eyes) (’12, Oct 14)
I live in words
my reflection in your eyes, reality without lies, yet each time, part of me dies. Linked with OctPoWriMo (Day 14, Reflection In Your Eyes) (’12, Oct 14)
How can I put a word, to what excites my muse? For what inspires me, might be to her, a ruse. With each tear of pain, she writes but of hope; she writes but a future, how with pain, to cope. With each smile of joy, she writes of its cause, when inspiration sings, I … Read more Completing life..
I know why I was silent, silent all these days; for whenever I did try, it went to unwanted ways. What happened was wrong, but I forgot good times, when we had but sweetness, just remembered sour limes. I did have my own reasons, each were right, I knew; but what did turn to faux, … Read more Saying the unsaid..
A question I ask myself now, Have I really been a true friend? If so, can I tell, to what end? No, a doubt still remains somehow. I feel your presence, yet I feel alone, hear the still silence, till it is echoes, your sound far away, Where am I today? Your company you do … Read more Questioning myself